Screwing Mia|✓

3.

Dustin shifted in the chair feeling the most uncomfortable pain shoot up his back, taking two seconds to realize that he fell asleep in an uncomfortable position.

Mom and Janice went out....

His thoughts came back buzzing, when he looked at his phone He realized it was seven minutes past seven.

He's been out for four hours.

Dustin glanced over to his bed to see her in it, snuggled up in a ball breathing so softly. With her hair bouncing in her face with each breath.

Why is she in his bed?

He smiled slowly moving over to her and traced her jawline to under her chin with his finger.

She stirred and open her eyes locking hers with his.

"I know I shouldn't he in here" she offered sounding raspy.

"But they insisted that I stay in your room" she finished slowly riding up.

Dustin's lips quirked in a small smirk, not thinking about his actions before he acted out on them.

He pinned her hands over her head and placed his legs at either side of her, looming over her in his half drunk yet sober state.

"Explain" was the only thing that left his mouth before he opened his eyes looking down at a terrified Mia.

She did nothing yet again, turning her head and twisting her hands which her locked in his grip.

"I don't have to explain anything. I want to go now" Mia shivered when Dustin gave a amused chuckle.

"It's. Not. So. Easy" syllable after syllable he pronounced gripping her hip. He lowered himself to the point he was over her lips.

"As easy as I may seem. I'm not to be fucked with" he growled at her neck before nipping at her flesh.

He hardly has morals, patience and restraint like this.

He continued his torture working his way up to her lips, he wanted to hear her moan, he wanted to feel her squirm, he wanted to hear his name and his alone come from her mouth in that one voice pitch.

A still scared Mia later beneath him wanting to stop but her voice to say so couldn't be found as it was he was devouring her mouth and she enjoyed every second of it.

His hand traveled lower doing away with whatever she had on, his insides burned to feel her juices coat his finger again. He got what he wanted, feeling the warmth of arousal at her lips. He continued looking Mia in her face watching her whimper and bite her lips harshly until he started to finger her.

He stopped but only for a quick second as a wicked thought crossed his mind which he dismissed feeling how unusually tight she was. Finally he released her hands and ventured downwards and swirled his tongue around his target then going two thick knuckled deep causing Mia to arch gripping onto his hair tightly with a very pained moan.

"Dustin no" she tried to plea but alas it remained not audible to Dustin's ears until he curled his fingers and brought her to a nerve wracking orgasm.

That was when he stopped and exited the room n the only message sent was through the eye contact they shared.